#End SARS

There is uncertainity in Nigeria,

Death by the police of the youth,

An iphone, a gucci bag you fit the cut,

Some style and swagg you are corrupt,

They call themselves SARS, an entity that is to provide security,

But they have turned the streets into a battle field,

Are you young and done with this charade,

Stand firm, raise your camera, film, protest

And be a part of the end of SARS.

Working Progress

Honestly, this year was given to us to reflect on how we relate to people. To play back all the memories of our interaction with our friends. Reflect, he is doing. He wanted to fit in. He wanted to live up to her expectation. He lied to himself first then to her. He faked his reality. He spend time with people he could not converse with. Small talk was all they could offer but he is deeper than that. So, he drunk to make those moments with those people memorable and at least worth an experience they could talk about when small talk was exhausted. Laugh, smile about those moments of utter stupidity people call ‘good times’. Ghafla bin vu Corona hit(COVID-19).

A breath of fresh air and solitude, he thought so at least. A time to listen to himself. To revisit his hobbies and find new positive ones. Gyming, music, movies, series, chauffeur, cooking, dancing, YouTube channel, masonry, errand boy, he tried it all. True to the saying, no one knows where the shoe pinches, but he who wears it. His hobbies are one thing reality is another. When you try everything, you get tired and feel frustrated. He decided to choose the uncomfortable situation he could compromise with. Little by little he discovered that he likes spending time with people with good vibes, i mean who does. After spending time with just people it makes a difference. He likes his own personal space where he listens to his mind and his music with no interruption. He likes working out. We all do. He is better now. He also knows the kind of girl he wants. Not the air heads with too much make up, false pretense of style and weird expectation, also not the wannabe virgin Mary’s with no make up and over sized clothes(this is an exaggeration).

he wants what we all want, a soulmate. A fine lass who can match his style. He puts a thought or two to the way he dresses. A girl who enjoys conversation and has an intellectual twist to life. No too deep to quote Shakespeare not shallow to not understand ‘i love you 3000’. A girl with a good sense of humour and who understands the concept of personal space. One who knows that being nosy and checking ones phone can lead to undesired heartache. A trust worthy girl who can be freaky and free. A natural solution finder. Someone he wont strain to have conversation with and whose compatibility goes on to the physical.

Even with being ambitious and anxious about the future, he believes he will make it. With or without her. Money, he know how to get the chums.Life is much more fun when we enjoy our own company anyway. The company of others is just a bonus. Cheers to the best of what life has to offer Jaja(i never call you that tho hahaha).

Madness

Was it the hug or was it the dance?

Was it the lunch or was it the fun?

Was it in your arms or was it chilling under the sun?

Somewhere in between I fell in love,

Maybe it was your verve and vigour?

Your heart was bigger,

Your patience even thicker,

Once i had the chance to shoot my shot, it was imperative that i pull the trigger.

Nice to meet me too

It has been a minute. I have been reflecting on life now that I have time. It would have taken another couple of week to be back on this space but Emeke happened.

I have been nominated by Emeke. A very good friend of mine. Someone I’m proud to have in my corner. My very personal therapist. The Liebster Award is an award for bloggers by bloggers.

Rules for the award

1.Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.

2.Answer the question given to you.

3.Share 11 facts about you.

4.Ask your nominees 11 questions.

5.Notify your nominees once you’ve uploaded your post.

Emekes questions

1.What is life?

Life is the outcome that is beyond our control because of the choices we make or are made for.

2.Music recommendation? Songs on repeat now….

Rhumba Japani by Sauti Sol

History by One direction

Petit Biscuit Sunset lover

This city by Sam Fischer

Care for you by Mario

Too Much by Nyashinski

3.Books suggestion

Purple hibiscus by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

The girl who played with fire by Stieg Larsson

Facts about me.

1.I’m easily distracted.

2.I love running. It is just so simple.

3.I’m messy organized.

4.I dislike new places, I like familiar places so when I go for a trip I like being in the car than outside it.

5.I reread my novels whenever possible.

6.My favourite poet is Author Luvai.

7.My favourite colour is purple.

8.I am very spontaneous. Letting feelings control what I do sometimes is just a blessing and it always turns out great.

Nominees

1.MuchaiKeshie https://keshiemuchai.wordpress.com/

2.Jules http://readsfromjules.home.blog/

3.Amimo https://blisteredsoul.wordpress.com/

4. Gladwell https://gladwellg.wordpress.com/

5.Kaleshi https://faithkaleshi.wordpress.com/

6.Okari https://reubencharlesokari.wordpress.com/

7. Paul https://paullavy.wordpress.com/

Bye.

My questions

1.What inspires your blog?

2.Describe your outfit in one word.

3.What keeps you up at night?

You

Miles away, Lies the heartbeat I crave,

This deadly disease blocked your sunrays,

I hear you everyday but doesn’t fill the void,

The void created by distance and bad connection,

When will this end? I want to see you again’

Nights are the worst, they bring memories of the past,

This is insane, I just want it to end.

Hold my hand

Being Real

It’s too early,
I sacrificed my sleep for you,
They say your daring,
Don’t say those things to me,
I guess i’m overthinking,
Finding words to describe you.

Dip your feet and find out,
Do you understand the depth of this words?
They warm my heart and scare me ,
Are you serious about what you’ve insinuated?
Maybe I will, dip my feet, what’s the worst that could happen.
Maybe I won’t, because I might end up crying,
Or worse drowning in memories that could turn into nightmares,
I already don’t eat, would you wish for me to have insomnia too?
Thinking or worse feeling, seeing my future with you in it,

Hi, guys that is it for today.

 

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Hold my hand

It’s too early,
I sacrificed my sleep for you,
They say your daring,
Don’t say those things to me,
I guess i’m overthinking,
Finding words to describe you.

Dip your feet and find out,
Do you understand the depth of this words?
They warm my heart and scare me ,
Are you serious about what you’ve insinuated?
Maybe I will, dip my feet, what’s the worst that could happen.
Maybe I won’t, because I might end up crying,
Or worse drowning in memories that could turn into nightmares,
I already don’t eat, would you wish for me to have insomnia too?
Thinking or worse feeling, seeing my future with you in it,

Hi, guys that is it for today.

 

Friends #clapback

Friends. Yes friends. It is the most honest answer I can give. You are out of my league is what I’m trying to say. You are a good the best listener, you spoil me out of your own free will and anyway I paid you back , didn’t I? Remember the day you lacked fare and I gave you some. Remember the day you lost your bet and you came complaining to me. Remember the times I boosted your confidence so you would aproach the pretty girl. I mean what did you think this were? A test to your vibes game. You know too much and that is why we can’t. We sang along to all the songs that came to the radio and we are interested in the same almost everything. I asked for you help and you willingly helped me with my studies.

My eyes light up when I see you because we have some inside udaku to share. I mean who else can I tell about our dear miss wannabe and her little boy toy boyfriend. I hugged you a second too long because you give good hugs and I held your hand to show you something that was happening and you were missing. The moment I met you I knew we would be something more but you took too long to ask me out. Now we hang out with the same people and it is weird seeing you as anything different. My friend the one I will always cherish. There are fears of what will happen if things go south. What if we don’t workout. The years of friendship down the drain. It is not worth the risk. You are the person I need in my corner not my heart. The person I need when my heart is broken by the world out there. The person I will trash talk my exes with. I don’t want you to be the ex. I’m sorry you felt alone but that you have to deal with it. Don’t worry your girl is here and she will help you find the one. And for the times I’m vague and the signs are mixed up. You are among the people I cherish the most in my life and if that changes you enter another dimension. A place where today confess our love and tomorrow we can not stand each other. It is a scum. So yes you are special. But not in that direction.

It had to be said. I explained it in the simplest term possible because I read what you said and I’m sorry for putting you in that position.

TDH

This one is just for you…TDH.

It has been a while,

Since I saw you smile,

Did you forget to dial?

The number I gave you a while back?

True I see you a lot,

I hope we’ll be on the same boat,

No doubt me wearing your coat,

Trying to stay afloat.

Counting days and months,

That you’ll be the one,

When all is said and done,

We’ll walk hand in hand.

Then I’ll call you mine,

We’ll sit to wine and dine,

Spending all our time,

Being each others spine.

But now we are far apart,

Because I can’t play the part,

And you just have to start,

The ship that will be our past.

Words by a girl with a serious crush.

A poem

Hey guys and girls, it has been a while since I posted anything. Spend some time writing poems. Here is the first one . Enjoy and comment and ask questions.

Caring

Care to comment,

Words that torment,

How we covet,

What is not meant.

Care to share,

What we don’t dare,

Because we’ll left bare,

But that we can’t share,

Care to move,

But my butt groove,

Plus there’s no space,

What they mean it’s just hate.

Care to drink,

What they think,

That’s how to pick,

A cool chick.

Here we share,

Because we care,

And then we move,

For you to fit.